Fast time travel: the villain, he acts as a monster in front of mind-reading crazy critics every day

"I..." Suddenly he was speechless, although he also regarded Wu Yixi's letters as treasures, but now he really didn't even have one.

"I don't see you in a day, it's like March, the drizzle is like silk, a few thoughts come to my heart, the wind howls and the horses kill the people from other countries, the bonfire sings the song of Chu Nan, the northern border spills blood and the general's will, come back and talk to the king and say goodbye to the south, snow light fur , Bai Luoshang, thinking like crazy. Please cherish it."

Although he lost the letter, he still remembers every word Wu Yixi wrote to him clearly. In those days without Wu Yixi, and in the late night when he couldn't sleep, Ye Chaojun would take out the letter and light the lamp. Watch it over and over again.

They clearly loved each other so much, but when Prime Minister Ye threatened each other with his life, they turned into cowards.

On the day Wu Yixi returned triumphantly, in the court hall, what his father said to him in his heart was, "Wu Yixi has already returned, and he will not be harmful to Tiancheng for the time being. If you still miss him, father will die for you. "

Ye Chaojun felt as if his soul had been sucked out and he turned into a walking corpse. He didn't want to lose Wu Yixi, but he didn't want to lose his father either.

"The Seventh Prince is so flirtatious, without you, he will have others, but without you, there will never be any."

Prime Minister Ye is still forcing him, Ye Chaojun knows that his father can do anything, he can send his son to the palace to collect information, he can make his son cut off love and love, and he can also leave his son to die alone.

He doesn't seem to be afraid of anything, so his child is afraid of everything.

Ye Chaojun didn't even dare to look at Wu Yixi, he clearly missed that person so much...

He hated the feeling of being dominated and forced to do things he didn't want to do, but he still didn't want to lose his father.

So when Wu Yixi took him to Meigu, looking forward to the future of the two of them, he had to reject Wu Yixi. He felt that his father was old, and if he and Wu Yixi really loved each other, they would always find a chance to spend the rest of their lives together.

He wished he could kill himself, this cowardly and incompetent self.

But he never expected that the person in his heart actually doesn't have many days to live, and his greatest wish is to be a husband and wife with him once.

Far away, two people who were separated by several streets worshiped the Heaven and Earth Hall in their respective mansions, but both of them were heartbroken.

It was Wu Yixi's muffled words that pulled Ye Chaojun's thoughts out of his memories.

"You missed a word." Wu Yixi smiled sullenly, "That's right, you are not my wife, that sentence is naturally superfluous and shameless, I want to rest, Mr. Shoufu comes here too often, it is not a good thing. "

Wu Yixi was referring to Wu Yun. After his death, the only person who could spend the rest of his life with Ye Chaojun and respect each other like a guest was Wu Yun.

He is a dying person, so he has to think more about Ye Chaojun. Now that he is in this situation, it is better to be rare or not to be seen.

"I'm tired." Wu Yixi got up and gave the order to evict guests.

Ye Chaojun felt helpless staying where he was. Every time Wu Yixi wrote to him, the first three words were exactly the same, "My wife Chaojun, it's like March when I don't see you for a day."

That first sentence was really hard for him to say.

Seeing that Wu Yixi had really gone to sleep, the idea of ​​wanting to know what was going on in his mind came up without a sound, so that Ye Chaojun could not hear Wu Yixi's inner voice.

Wu Yixi felt cold all over and wanted to cough a long time ago. He kept drinking hot water and endured it very hard, but now the water is also cold. If this continues, Ye Chaojun will find out.

He was the most soft-hearted person, if he knew that he was not feeling well, he might stay with him for another night.

People living in groups like humans are most afraid of the death of the people around them. As long as they are not so close, Ye Chaojun will not be so sad when he leaves the plane.

Wu Yixi cannot be kept in the world, and Wu Yixi cannot be trapped by the past.

He was very glad that he met Ye Chaojun, because since Ye Chaojun slept with Wu Yixi in his arms that night, Wu Yixi never had that fire-filled nightmare again.

But Ye Chaojun didn't leave, he would go to the prison every day, and after Wu Yixi issued the order to evict guests, he hid in a blind corner outside the cell that he couldn't see.

Wu Yixi slept very quickly, but he often couldn't help coughing violently when he was asleep. Ye Chaojun was so distressed that he would go back in, take off his clothes, and hug Wu Yixi, who was struggling to breathe, to warm him up.

His body is always cool, it seems that if he leaves for a short while, he will cool down again.

As autumn deepened day by day, the weather became colder and colder. When Ye Chaojun came this day, he picked an osmanthus flower and packed some side dishes.

Wu Yixi received preferential treatment in prison, although he was not short of food and drink, but he was still greedy for the food and drinks of Gui Yuanju.

This time it was rare that he didn't drive away Ye Chaojun quickly, and he seemed to be more energetic. He said critically, "You only brought food, but no wine. It's always less interesting."

Ye Chaojun laughed, and said softly, "Your body is weak, and you can't drink now."

"Nonsense!" Wu Yixi snorted holding an osmanthus branch, "I see you are petty, knowing that I love Guiyuanju's osmanthus wine, but you only bring vegetables."

Sure enough, Wu Yixi still couldn't stand against him, Ye Chaojun couldn't help laughing, and asked someone to bring the wine in.

"Wine can warm you up, don't be greedy."

Ye Chaojun's words were directly ignored by Wu Yixi. Wu Yixi's eyes fell directly on the two big jars of wine, and she was in a good mood.

Immediately opened a jar of sealing mud.

Only half of the osmanthus wine that had been buried in the ground for three years remained, exuding a mellow and rich fragrance.

"It's the taste I like." Wu Yixi laughed and poured a whole bowl into each of the two empty bowls.

Wu Yixi handed one of the bowls of wine to Ye Chaojun, and said boldly, "Master Shoufu, for this meal of wine, I offer you a toast!"

Ye Chaojun wanted to say something but swallowed hard. He took the bowl Wu Yixi handed over with both hands, and took a sip.

"You don't need to call me Lord Shoufu, you can still call me Ye Chaojun as before."

Wu Yixi just laughed, and deliberately distanced himself from him, "How can this be done? There is a difference between superiority and inferiority. Now that you respect me, Mr. Shoufu can call me by my name directly. You can call me Wu Yixi."

In fact, Ye Chaojun has always wanted to call Wu Yixi by his name, but he never had the chance. Now that he is in such a situation, it seems inappropriate to call him by his first name.

What he wanted was for two people to stand on an equal footing, to be in front of everyone as husband and wife, and to call each other by their first names.

Instead of being like this now, as if you are superior, you can disregard the dignity of the other party and boss around.